In the spring of the eleventh year of Daxia Qingfeng

In the evening, the door of the backyard was quietly pushed open, and two subordinates carried a long black cloth bag out, and as soon as they went out, they threw the black bag on the wheelbarrow that had been waiting for a long time, and whispered: "Mass grave." ”

At this time, it was late spring, but there were many people on the street in the evening, but there were no houses near the Chengguo Mansion, and there were only two or three pedestrians.

Only these two or three pedestrians also noticed this scene, and immediately thought, I am afraid that it is such a dirty thing in the backyard of the high gate, look at the appearance of the black cloth bag, it is clearly a person inside, but I don't know whether it is a living person or a dead person.

A subordinate pushed a wheelbarrow and walked quickly, and before it was dark, he had already arrived at the city gate, and showed the sign of the Gongfu to the people guarding the city gate, and went out of the city without checking.

There is a dirt mountain not far from the north of the city, there are not many flowers and trees here, it is inevitable that there are some bad scenery in the bare place, this place is buried with people who have no family or the poor family is really not buried, it is close, the grave bag bulging up on the earth mountain is frightening in the night.

The wheelbarrow driver took down the black cloth bag on the car, and muttered: "It's not that I threw you here with a ruthless heart, it's really that you didn't have a good tire, and you got such a result, and went to the Hades Palace to say some good things, and in the next life to cast a rich tire, it is better than being so desolate now." ”

As he spoke, the coachman boldly threw the bag onto the dirt hill and ran away.

He hadn't run far before he heard the barking of wild dogs, and the barking of night owls with all kinds of wild things, and the coachman said in his heart that the corpse of the person who had only been dead for a long time was afraid that it would be gnawed beyond recognition before Ming'er, and there was inevitably a little pity in his heart, but he was just a coachman, what could he do.

Hanging his head, the coachman walked a little further, his steps were fast, and before it was dark, he wanted to find a place to rest for the night, and wait for Ming'er to enter the city again.

He didn't go back to see the body, but he didn't know that not long after he was gone, two men dressed as peasants carried the black cloth bag and left.

Chengguo Mansion has been buried on the West Mountain for several lifetimes, there is a good and large place painted by Emperor Taizu to make the cemetery of Chengguo Mansion, in addition to making a cemetery, a small village courtyard was built to arrange people to guard the tomb.

Several black-clothed people were carefully inspecting the cemetery of the Chengguo Mansion at this time, and finally stopped in front of a large grave, and there was a line of words clearly written on the tomb, Chengguo Gong's wife Cheng Song's tomb......

The man in black breathed a sigh of relief when he understood the words on the tombstone, and then quietly dug up the cemetery, revealing the coffin inside.

Several men worked together to open the cloth bag, carry out the simply-dressed woman inside, carefully place her in the coffin, and restore the cemetery to its original appearance.

The grave keeper slept at this time, and he probably didn't know what to eat in his dreams, and the corners of his mouth were still drooling, and he didn't find any changes in the cemetery of the Duchess of Chengguo, let alone that a dead body had been filled in it.

In the Chengguo Mansion, located in the Xiaoxiang Pavilion not far from the main seat, Feng Songxian wore a fragrant thin silk gown, a moonlight skirt, and half a plate of long hair, showing that the whole person was slender and melancholy, and a gust of wind blew, as if she was going to be blown away.

There was a hint of a smile on the corner of her mouth, as if she had solved the important matter on her mind.

She stretched out her hand to push open the window, and saw that the moonlight outside was just right, like water and moonlight pouring on the ground, and she was stunned for a while.

Through the window, Feng Songxian heard a loud noise coming from under the begonias outside.

These two voices are very familiar, Feng Songxian just closed his eyes, and he heard it clearly in the night, one of the two people arguing was her dowry girl Linglong, and the other was Xiaoqing, a girl who had served her husband since childhood.

Now these two girls are already her husband's roommates.

Linglong's voice was a little sharp and high: "Xiaoqing, what do you mean by this little hoof?" Why do you have to have that money in your hands, I am serving the uncle like you, why can't I know how much money I earn this time? ”

Xiaoqing was a little proud: "Why? Because you are a dowry girl, and I have been serving the uncle since I was a child, the uncle praised me for being extremely sensitive to numbers, and I am much faster than you in settling accounts, but since you want to know, I will tell you, this time this time the caravan under my hand went out and earned this number ......"

Xiaoqing should have made a gesture, Linglong suddenly became anxious, and pushed Xiaoqing hard: "Little cheap hoof, you are proud, you are not afraid of burning your hands if you keep so much money, how can you deserve to take this money." ”

"It's a match." Xiaoqing smiled lightly: "What you said is not right, when you and the uncle were at the beginning, you knelt in front of the grandmother and cried and said that everyone is equal, saying that you have been happy with the uncle for a long time, saying that there is no difference between high and low love, why do you mention the difference between high and low with me today, if you let the eldest grandmother hear it, you have to cry to death." ”

Only Feng Songxian, who heard the conversation between the two now, did not cry to death, she still had a smile on her face, the kind of smile that was more sad than her heart died.

Listening to Linglong's voice a little higher: "Uncle said that he went to my house, and said that he called people to beat the jewelry I mentioned to him last time, and he was the most worthy of me, Ming'er must give it to me, what if you are in charge of the caravan, Zuo is older than the uncle, and in a few years, the uncle will throw you aside and can't think of it." ”

Xiaoqing was angry, gritted his teeth and said, "You ......"

"What do you two say?"

A low male voice came, the voice was a little hoarse, but it was magnetic, very good, and then, a man in a moonlight robe came stepping on the moonlight: "It is obvious that you two sisters are good, and you have come here to whisper." ”

Linglong and Xiaoqing hurriedly cleaned up their looks, both of them looked adoring and full of love, stepped forward together, and snuggled up to the man on the left and right: "Uncle, the two of us are talking about you, saying that you are really good to us, and I really don't know how many lifetimes of blessing I have cultivated to serve you in this life." ”

The man smiled, holding a girl in one hand, with a light smile on his face: "I said don't call me uncle, call me by my name." ”

Xiao Qing hung her head shyly, and shouted in a low voice: "Ping An Lang." ”

Linglong twisted her body and screamed, the man was so happy that he hugged the two girls, and the three of them stood together with the moonlight, which was really a beautiful picture, of course, provided that there were no previous conversations.

Feng Songxian just listened to it, and he could imagine what kind of scene it was, and he couldn't help but smile sarcastically.

Oh, this is her father-in-law, and her girl, it's really good, good husband, good girl.

She Feng Songxian has not done anything bad in her life, she has not stolen or robbed, second, she has not disregarded people's lives, and third, she has not harmed the country and the people, not only has she not done anything bad, on the contrary, she has helped a lot of people because of her soft-hearted kindness, according to others, she can be regarded as cultivating merits.

But her merit did not help her, but pushed her into such a situation.

In the eyes of outsiders, she is young and handsome, dashing and talented, and she marries such a person as a wife, and she doesn't know how many boudoir daughters she envies.

She also thought that she could marry Ping'an Langding and she didn't know the blessings of how many lifetimes she had cultivated, but now she didn't think so.

Feng Songxian would rather marry such a gentleman, even if her father-in-law has achieved nothing, at least he can give her wife the respect she deserves, instead of not consulting her without consulting her, the left concubine and the right concubine are included in the mansion, not when she angrily reprimands her for punishing a beautiful girl without the slightest sympathy.

It's not when the concubine says hello to her that everyone is equal.

She is the wife of the uncle of the Chengguo Mansion, only the power of the house is in the hands of the aunt, her father-in-law buys the shop outside for the girl to manage, the caravan for the room, she in addition to the marriage and due share is not a trace of silver, what clothes she wants to make, what jewelry she wants to play, she has to ask the girl to agree.

Thinking of this, the smile on the corner of Feng Songxian's mouth became even bigger.

This qiēah, are the fault of youth and ignorance, when I saw that he was good and knowledgeable, and the poems were well written, he moved the mind of a girl who loves talents, regardless of the opposition of her family, and married into a family without hesitation.

Feng Songxian smiled, and his smile became more and more bitter.

And outside the window, her prime minister soothed the girl and strode into the house.

Feng Songxian packed up his mood and got up to salute, and made a virtuous and generous appearance: "Xianggong, Aunt Bai of Zilingzhou is pregnant, congratulations to Xianggong for having a noble son." ”

"Song Hyun." Cheng Ping'an called out in a low voice, and went over to shake Feng Songxian's hand: "You are the most generous, you take care of her more these days, and when she gives birth, I will thank you well." ”

Feng Songxian lowered his head and smiled, and responded gently.

I heard Cheng Ping'an ask again: "Did you know a woman in that abandoned hut in the backyard?" ”

Feng Songxian answered in a low voice, and Cheng Ping'an whispered: "That person is dead, the last thing she saw before she died was you, think about it, what did she say?" ”

"She gave me something." Feng Songxian turned around and took out a drawing from the drawer of the dressing table and handed it to Cheng Ping'an: "I don't know what this is, but she told me that this drawing is very important, and told me to remember to protect it, and don't tell others." ”

As soon as she said this, Cheng Ping'an believed it, and clenched Feng Songxian's hand excitedly: "Songxian, you are so good, I know that you only have me in your heart, and the words of others are unbelievable." ”

"You are my father-in-law, so I should naturally plan for you." Feng Songxian said it so smoothly that no one could hear the discomfort.

She said in her heart, what the man said was very true, sure enough, the people who became a family were staring at it, in order to eliminate the suspicion of the family and hide the real treasure, they could only sacrifice this drawing.